She Moved Out

Puput is one of my awesome colleagues (the one wearing black shirt). We've been hanging out ever since we found out that we have so many things in common. As she moved in to my place (her room is just right next to mine), we have become too close. She's like a sister that I never have. She knows everything about me, she's the one that I can trust, she's the one who scolds me when I do stupid things, she's the one who I can rely on, we share almost everything (except boys), we laugh and cry together and she even knows my deepest secrets.

One day, she told me that her mom wants her to moved out and move in back to her house. Her house is pretty far, it takes like 1.5 hours to reach her house. 15 January 2013, she officially moved out. I bursted out tears, I didn't know what to do. All the sad and happy memories flashed in my mind. It was like I just lost someone.

I realised that I was too dependent on her, I have to be the one I used to be, an independent girl. I've been trying to cheer myself up by saying 'I'll still meet her in the office anyways', and it works! We still talk to each other everyday, we call each other everyday and we still text each other everyday. And we'll be having some upcoming trips in the next few months.. :)